The sunday market at Chichicastenango.
September 7th 2008 Chichicastenango, 11 abril 1990, early morning just before dawn.
The narrow cobble-stone streets, the red tiled roofs are still enveloped in mist that comes down from the wooded hills surrounding this magical city.
We're having breakfast at one of the make-shift cooking stalls surrounded by indios that have spent the night at the main zocalo wrapped in old blankets and are now busy unpacking bun
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